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COMPLAINTS, MUSINGS, AND OF COURSE WISDOM FROM DOUCHEBALL HIMSELF! NO'MSAYIN'? ~George Carlin
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Thursday, November 29, 2001
I have seen very few James Bond movies, but I like taking these tests
Ugh. Breakups almost always make me horribly sad. I've been on both sides of them (dumper and dumpee), and it sucks differently for each person. The dumper usually feels guilty, at least to some extent, and the dumpee...well, it's obvious how the dumpee feels. I hope everything works out for both Connie and Grace, and I hope that Grace continues to be a part of our lives (I feel confident that won't be an issue w/Connie). Good luck to both of you, and know that you will eventually feel better.
I am 58% SKA.Well, maybe I'm trying too hard, maybe I'm not trying hard enough. I shouldn't forget my roots, and remember that punk and reggae wouldn't exist without ska. Take the SKA Test at Fuali.com!
Monday, November 26, 2001
Saturday, November 24, 2001
Feeling really picked on...
 I guess I'm finally ready to talk about something that happened at work. It's embarassing, and it kind of hurt my feelings (yes, I know what a puss I sound like). On Friday, the 16th, I was given a verbal warning because my average talk time is too high. I've known about the fact that it's higher than the requirements, but I've always felt that it was more important for me to go the extra mile for the client/advisor than to try to get them off the phone with me ASAP. In my one on one with my TL a few weeks ago, I was even told that she wasn't going to make too big of a deal out of my talk time, due to the fact that my call monitoring scores are so high. Well, I guess that all changed. My heart just sank when I was called in to a "huddle room" (fuck, I hate corporate jargon), because I kind of sensed what was going on. I could read it on my supervisor's face, when she came to my desk. Well, when I asked for another supervisor to monitor my calls and provide me with "feedback" (another corporate term I fucking hate) to help me get my talk time down, he sat me down and said (essentially) that it was hard to give me feedback on my calls, because I am the model for good customer service. Basically, the only things he could tell me was to cold transfer my calls more, don't volunteer so much information, and "handhold" less. I don't fault him for giving me this advice. It probably will get the talk time down. But how bad does it suck to be told that you shouldn't be trying to help people so much for the sake of a statistic. To me, this is shit for brains, corporate, douchebaggism. I guess the measure of an employee all comes down to numbers. This all smells like a big reasty queaff, as far as I'm concerned.
Song of the day: "Chop Suey" by System Of A Down, just because it's so cool that such a raging song gets sacloads of airplay.
Thursday, November 22, 2001
Workin' the holiday
Today has been a sitting around and playing Monopoly day, at work. It's 3:47, and I've taken 1 call since 9:00am. If the company is so interested in saving money they might as well shut down on holidays. Whatever. It did give me a chance to catch up on my follow up work and some training. That was cool. And I am getting out an hour and a half earlier than expected. My asshole is burning however, as it looks like I won't get paid overtime today, since I used sick time this week. FUCK!!!! Song of the day: Soldier 76: "Here Come the Cops"-- Just cuz it's on and I like it.
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Sick Day
I hate taking sick days, as I'm always paranoid that I'm gonna wish I had more at a later date, but I just couldn't bear to go in today. I had the most raging migraine I've had in quite some time, last night. It hurt so bad, I couldn't even lay on my side in bed. I ended up puking. If I hadn't, I would've been up all night. What's causing this? I guess it's either the diet I'm on or the fact that I'm trying to kick the caffeine habit...again. The diet was mandatory. I had ballooned up to about 315 pounds, and had to buy a bunch of new clothes. I'm already down to about 305, or thereabouts. It's hard to tell exactly where I'm at, as the scale only goes up to 300. At any rate, I'll endure the headaches if it means I lose the weight. I'm so sick of being fat I can't stand it. I've asked my Mom not to make any of her world class fudge this year at Xmas, and that is absolutely killing me. Speaking of Xmas, I bought my first gift of the season, yesterday. I hate last minute Xmas shopping. One year I spent about 3 hours in a mall a couple of nights before Xmas, looking for a gift for Lorene (sometimes, she's not very helpful at telling you what she wants for Xmas). I ended up getting her a lameass gift certificate. I can't tell you what wonders it did for my stomach, walking around the mall, getting more and more panicked. Now, I just nag her endlessly until she gives me ideas. Song of the day: Aquabats "Magic Chicken"-nothing cheers me up when I'm down quite like listening to the Aquabats. How do a bunch of LDS guys have so much fun? Too bad their music's gone in the shitter, the last few years. They were on the verge of being huge. Y'know, I haven't seen a ska show for years. That makes me sad. There really isn't a funner show than a ska show.
In the interest of people being able to load my page quickly, I've changed the background to a still one (same with the "Top Tens" page). I tend to forget that not everyone has the fast connection that I do.
Monday, November 19, 2001
Thank God...
Oh God...
I am 50% Metal-Head. I rock just as hard as the rest of the thrash set, except when no ones looking I like to get down with a little "More than a Feeling." Take the Metal-Head Test at Fuali.com!
This made me feel a little bit better, despite Lorene's ribbing that I'm turning in to a computer lurp.
I am 25% ADDICTED TO THE INTERNET. I could go either way. Deep into the madness of nights filled with coding CGI-Scripts and online role playing games, or I could become a normal user. Good luck! Take the INTERNET-ADDICT Test at Fuali.com!
Song of the day:
Rob Zombie "Feel So Numb". The new Rob Zombie rocks like a muthafucka! I'm in an extraordarily good mood, so far today. I just found out that a car repair that I thought was going to cost me $300.00 or so, is gonna cost me about $20.00. The pipe on my resinator that is leaking is stainless steel, and can be welded. How often do you get good news from a mechanic? Speaking for myself, not very often. Woo-hoo!!
Poor Lorene
I can't quit talking about how greasy I am to see "Fellowship Of the Ring". I'm even thinking of buying the Ringwraith figurine. I just wish it didn't have that fucking paper sword in it's back. Does it open to the public on Dec. 19th, Jeff? Or is that some VIP bullshit?
Saw "Harry Potter" tonight. Liked it. Good special effects. Cute child actors. Overall, very entertaining. I still don't find myself real compelled to read the book. I think if I was gonna read the book, I should've read it before seeing the movie. Now, I'd have an image of how the characters should look in my mind, and I hate when that happens. I might borrow Lorene's book, just to give it a whirl, though.
Raiders 34 Chargers 24 Nice to see that New England doesn't completely suck ass this year too, by the way. I called who the turncoat in the Alliance at the WWF PPV would be. Lorene can vouch for me that I stated that Kurt Angle would likely be the mole sent to pick apart the Alliance at the PPV. By the way, Jeffro and Scott, did you see the wicked rant that Paul Heyman let loose on Vince Mcmahon to his face on Smackdown? I was actually kind of squirming at some of the things that he said, despite being delighted at them.
Wednesday, November 14, 2001
Job Security Update
So, we had a teleconference yesterday, with the brokerage service and trading leader. He said he doesn't anticipate more layoffs in brokerage. However, he also mentioned that he is not in possession of a crystal ball. I tried to be encouraged, which is unusual for me. Normally, I'm very pessimistic. However, I may be, to semi-quote the Femmes "grasping and reaching for a leg of hope".
Tuesday, November 13, 2001
I now have a TOP TENS page. Check it out if you wanna see what a dork I am. I even have snor comments after each top 10, so you can tell me what bad taste I have. It will change from time to time, and new Top 10's will be added as they occur to me.
Sunday, November 11, 2001
Pictures of Mom at the senior games. Top is her in the 5k run. Bottom is her in the 10k run. I sure wish I had it in me to do shit like this.
Is it terrible that I volunteered to work Thanksgiving so that I wouldn't have to go deal with the family (I'm not gonna badmouth any of them in case they ever find out about this web page; except for Crazy Grandma; I have no problem badmouthing that awful critter)? I'll probably be eating leftovers at Lorene's house, afterwards. My Mom's having surgery on her sinuses that week, so I don't feel a need to be home helping with cleanup and all that crap, as festivities will be at my aunt's house. God, this is gonna earn me some guilt trips. My great-grandmother always reminds me of how seldom I visit them, when I see them at Thanksgiving and Christmas. And this will be one less time that they see me.
Saturday, November 10, 2001
I'm still digesting the Hugh Hefner Roast. If you didn't see it, I have a videotaped copy of it. You might just shit yourself watching this. I'm sad that I've only seen the edited version of this. Sarah Silverman and Gilbert Gottfried(!) had my vote for the best routines. Gottfried was particularly hilarious aping fellow roaster Ice-T, stating something to the effect of "I'm gonna kill all you white motherfuckers! And then I'm gonna fuck me some white bitches!" (Ice-T actually made very similar comments to these, earlier in the roast) I don't normally like Gilbert that much, but he fucking killed, that night. Sarah had some hilarious comments about how we should revere playboy bunnies, if for nothing else, then because they "wax their assholes". And my hero, Adam Corolla had some funny bits about wacking off (of course). He said that his father told him that in the old days before porn, he had to wack off to a charcoal drawing of a vagina on a piece of driftwood.
Friday, November 09, 2001
Wednesday, November 07, 2001
I can see why Scott got rid of reblogger. It can be really unreliable. I'm just so tired of monkeying with the template, that I don't have it in me to install the snorcomments, yet.
Well Scott, I know you wanted details and funny stories about the drunken party a couple of Saturdays ago...but I couldn't really think of any, except one. Fists almost flew when Jeremy answered the door, and saw Shannon! What? No, that's Chris Scuderi dressed up in biker gear with the Shannon goatee, and all. Now, how entertaining would that fight have been? Or should I say, how entertaining would it have been to be driving Jeremy up to the hospital to get his broken jaw repaired? And his asshole sewn up from the fisting?
Tuesday, November 06, 2001
Foot In Mouth
In our team meeting today, my boss was trying to tell us who the longest tenured employee in brokerage is. Here is what she said: "John is actually the longest employee in brokerage". To which our coach asked her if she could get in trouble for telling us that. Heh, heh, heh.
Has everyone checked out the gifs on the archives page. I particularly like the middle one. You've probably seen it in an e-mail attachment, before.
Scares me how many people link to my site from google by entering "masturbation stories" in to the search engine. Speaking of which, the female masturbation stories are now up at The Onion.
RAIDAS! RAIDAS! RAIDAS!
Finally, the losing streak against the evil Denver Donkeys has come to an end! Eat that, Michelle! May your team be damned to dwell at the lower rankings for many years to come! Raidas were looking damn good, last night. Impeccable offense. Their defense, however has some major holes in it. Davis was going through them like a knife through butta, frequently. One thing that always amazes me is how good many teams play in the no huddle offense. When Denver was doing this towards the end, they were really pushing up the field. I can't help but think that a lot of teams would do well to incorporate the no huddle in to their regular game plan.
Monday, November 05, 2001
For anyone who hasn't seen the latest addition to the Hunter household, here she is. Her name is Dax. At the bottom, is Moshie, who's been with us for about 13 years.
I'm working on sort of an "about me" page. I think it'll be done in a week, or so.
And I can't figure out how Scott managed to view my webpage without my sitemeter picking it up. Either it's not 100% reliable, or Scott is a crafty fucker. I suspect it's the latter, and he desserves a firm cornholing for it.
Sunday, November 04, 2001
Well, I don't really care about baseball; but I watched the last hit of the 2001 World Series with my folks, tonight, and I was pleased. It's always good to see the champion toppled (unless of course, the champs are your team). Baseball still blows, regardless.
By the way, I ate the best fish and chips I've ever had at Hopper's pub, today. Lorene and I went to the new Gateway Project, and it was really cool looking, but to attract me, they're gonna have to do more than have a bunch of trendy ladies' clothing shops. Yeah, the Barnes & Nobles is okay, as is the sporting equipment store. But that's just not enough. They need to hurry up and get those restaurants and the food court put in. And I've heard that they will be putting a Tower Records there, as well. That would really be the only attraction oriented toward me.
Friday, November 02, 2001
Looks like I got reblogger working, again. I just had to uninstall it in my template, save the changes, then reinstall it. Coo. Now, everything about this move has been pretty much successful....except, we shall see how my archives work out after my first week here. I think the only sucky thing is that my web address is so long. I guess people can always link to me from Scott's links section. And hopefully, soon, Toni, Grace, and Connie will update their links to me.
Thursday, November 01, 2001
So, reblogger is acting very strange. When you just click on my "spit it out" link, it pulls up the reblogger posting screen with no prior posts. But if you actually post something, you can see all the other posts immediately, thereafter. Help, Jesse.
So, maybe the move didn't work out so well. Reblogger doesn't work for me, now. I have no idea why, but I've sent a note to the guy who created reblogger, and hopefully, he will be willing to help me out.
Okay, I think this move worked out alright. We shall see what it does to my archives in a week or so.
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